Dalton Middle School, 89th Street, Upper East Side, Manhattan.
At the end of the last class in the afternoon, Ray Spurter had just stood up with his schoolbag in hand when a black-haired boy in a baseball shirt chased him, put his arm around Ray's shoulders and whispered: "Man, I have something to discuss with you. "
Ray glanced at his friend Gerald Holly and asked, "What?"
"This Saturday is my cousin's birthday. When the time comes, can you invite some models over?"
When Lei heard this, he gave his friend an elbow unceremoniously and refused: "Jerry, I have said many times not to make such an idea, and I can't do it. My mother will be mad if she finds out." .”
The black-haired boy did not give up easily and pleaded: "Lei, please, I have already promised my cousin. If I can't do it, my credit will collapse."
As they talked, the two of them had arrived at the lockers in the corridor outside the classroom. Lei opened his locker and sorted out some trivial matters. Hearing the words, his tone became slightly more relaxed. After all, this was the best friend he had made in the past two years. But he continued: "My mother will be really mad. She won't allow me to have any contact with Elite."
Seeing that Lei's tone was no longer so firm, Gerald felt that there was a way out, so he came over and lowered his voice: "Please, Lei, I can pay."
Lei suddenly frowned again: "Hey, I'm not a pimp."
Gerald realized that he had made a mistake and quickly changed his mind: "Sorry, Lei, we don't talk about money, we just treat it as a favor."
The two teenagers whispered, and a tall blond girl from the other side of the corridor came over. She happened to hear Lei's slightly louder voice just now, and subconsciously asked with an obvious British accent: "What pimp?"
When Gerald saw that it was Ray's girlfriend Victoria Wilkinson, he let go of his best friend's shoulders, smiled and praised, "Vicky, your windbreaker is so beautiful."
Victoria was wearing a bright orange short trench coat, the latest model from Burberry. After hearing what Gerald said, the girl was not moved to change the subject. She rolled her eyes at him and asked: "What pimp?"
Gerald grinned and didn't answer. He just turned to Lei again, clasped his arms in front of his chest and bowed at 90 degrees: "Please, man, it's your 18th birthday, an adult ceremony. It only happens once in your life."
After speaking, he took a few steps back and stepped out of the way decisively.
Ray packed up his backpack and slung it over his body. When he saw Gerald disappearing and walking out with Victoria, he answered his girlfriend, whose eyes were still puzzled: "Jerry's cousin has his 18th birthday and asked me to help invite some models to support him. "
When Victoria heard this, her eyes widened immediately: "Don't do that."
Lei shrugged: "Of course I won't do it, and I can't do it."
Victoria nodded her head with satisfaction, followed her boyfriend down the stairs, and couldn't help but ask: "Lei, do you, um, often see those supermodels?"
Lei shook his head: "It's rare. My mother doesn't allow my sister and I to get involved in that industry. Rita wanted to work part-time as a model to earn some pocket money, but my mother rejected her."
Victoria hummed and was satisfied again. She just turned around her boyfriend when passing by the corner platform of the stairs, and asked curiously: "Hey, do you think I can be a model?"
Lei took a look at his girlfriend, who was only about 1.65 meters tall. He did not attack her directly, but said: "It is not easy to be a model. Just like the fashion week that just passed, some models even had to work 20 hours a day."
Victoria looked in disbelief: "20 hours, how is that possible? There are only 24 hours in a day."
"So, you can't become a supermodel by being a model."
Victoria was unconvinced: "I just find it incredible that I can work 20 hours a day if necessary."
The boy and girl said that they had come downstairs.
As a top private school where the children of Manhattan's rich and powerful gather together, Dalton Middle School often has luxury cars coming to pick them up after school. Of course, not all of them are here, and it is not all about money. Some people like to keep a low profile, and some want their children to be independent. In short, there are only a few people picking up and dropping off.
Both Ray and Victoria were the kind of people who needed to go home by themselves. They were about to pick up their bicycles when they saw Ray's sister Rita Spurter trotting over.
Looking at Rita Spurter, who was standing tall and radiant even though she was only wearing a small jacket and jeans, Victoria subconsciously tugged at her Burberry windbreaker, unable to hide her inferiority complex in front of Rita. Coming from a wealthy family, Victoria is actually very beautiful, but the girl in front of her is the most popular girl in Dalton Middle School in the past two years. Not only does she have excellent academic performance, she is also an active member of many clubs in the school, and she also has a quite outstanding boyfriend. .
Even if the students at Dalton Middle School have good backgrounds, they can't help but feel that Rita Spurter is the real winner in life.
Rita seemed unaware of Victoria's hesitation and inferiority complex. She greeted her with a smile, and then looked at her brother: "Mom is waiting for us outside. Let's go quickly."
When Lei heard this, he was suddenly a little surprised and uneasy, and then he subconsciously grabbed his girlfriend's arm and followed her out, while asking: "What's wrong?"
In fact, speaking of it, the somewhat precocious siblings had long noticed the strangeness between their parents. Their parents divorced some time ago, and they even took it for granted that certain tendencies had lasted for a long time. Moreover, this kind of thing was very common around them, so they didn't find it difficult to accept it. However, the siblings noticed at the same time that behind the whole incident, it seemed that it was not as simple as their parents' emotional discord. They must be hiding something from the two of them.
Now, his mother, who rarely came to pick him up in the past, suddenly appeared, and Lei was keenly aware that something was likely to happen today.
When Rita heard her brother ask, she just shook her head.
The two left the school gate and soon saw their mother standing next to a black car on the street. Seeing them appear, she smiled and nodded in greeting.
Lei came closer and pulled Victoria, who was becoming more and more embarrassed because of seeing her boyfriend's mother, and couldn't wait to ask: "Mom, why did you come here suddenly?"
Grace did not answer, but looked at the girl next to her son: "Who is this?"
Only then did Lei remember, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and introduced: "Mom, this is Vicky, my girlfriend."
Victoria generously extended her hand to Grace: "Hello, Ms. Spurter, I am Victoria Wilkinson."
Grace smiled and shook hands with the girl: "Hello, Vicky, I am Rita and Ray's mother, you can call me Gray. By the way, your Burberry windbreaker is so beautiful."
"Thanks."
Victoria shrank her neck slightly as she spoke, her face slightly red, and she was a little curious as to why Lei's mother could recognize the brand of her windbreaker at a glance, but she quickly realized that this lady was the head of Elite, the largest model agency in the world. People know this as a matter of course.
Grace didn't seem to be in a hurry. She looked at the girl in front of her and asked, "Vicky, are you from England?"
"Yes," the girl nodded and said, "I grew up in England. My father came to the United States this year to take care of the family business here, so I transferred here."
After Victoria said this, she saw that Lei's mother's smile did not change, but she was inexplicably a little uneasy. She had just deliberately revealed some of her family background. The main reason was that in front of this lady with a more outstanding temperament than Rita, the girl was more embarrassed than before. I still felt guilty when I met Sister Lei.
Once people feel guilty, they will inevitably want to find some support for themselves.
Naturally, Grace easily sensed the girl's thoughts and did not continue to say anything. She chatted briefly, looked at her watch, and said to the girl: "We are leaving. Vicky, where do you live? I can take you home by the way." .”
Victoria glanced at the black Mercedes-Benz luxury car on the side of the road and the two girls in uniforms with unique temperaments who got off the car at some point and stood next to her. She shook her head: "No, S... Gray, my home is on 83rd Street, very close."
The main reason is that although this car looks very special, it should not be able to fit people like them.
Grace noticed the girl's gaze, reacted, smiled, and gestured to a girl behind her. The other girl pressed the headset and said a few words. Soon, another identical black car slowly drove over from a short distance away.
"Lei, take Vicky in the car at the back and take her home first, and then the driver will take you to us."
Without explaining much, he motioned to his daughter Rita to get in the car with him.
When the uniformed girl helped open the car door, Victoria noticed some details on the car door. Her eyes widened slightly. She only looked at the car door that was more than ten centimeters thick. This was obviously not an ordinary Mercedes-Benz, but a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz. It was not even an ordinary bulletproof one. Mercedes-Benz is a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz that only many senior executives and even heads of state can afford.
Even though the Wilkinson family's assets amount to hundreds of millions of pounds, and their grandparents also collected some bulletproof cars, Victoria has never seen a car of this level.
Watching the first car leave first, the car behind stopped in front of the teenagers and girls, and two girls in uniform came forward to help them open the door. Victoria came to her senses, pulled her boyfriend who was also in a daze, and got in the car together. .
Waiting for the car to start, Victoria told the front passenger her home address, then looked around for a moment, tentatively finding a button to press, and the barrier between the front and rear seats rose silently. The girl obviously didn't react to this question. The boyfriend said: "Lei, does this car belong to your family?"
Lei shook his head, his eyes flickering.
Lei, who is only one year younger than his sister, is 17 years old this year. Not only has he grown to 1.8 meters tall, but he has also inherited his parents’ good appearance genes. This is why after breaking up with his last girlfriend, he found another girlfriend not long after school started this year. A girlfriend like Victoria.
On the other hand, a boy who is also considered precocious naturally already knows everything he needs to know about certain things. What's more, Ray not only heard a lot of rumors about Simon Westeros, he even attended the New Year's Eve party held by Simon Westeros at the manor in the northern suburbs of Greenwich two years ago.
The girls in uniform just now are probably the legendary female guards of the Wei family.
Combined with everything that happened in the past two years, including his parents' divorce some time ago, and what happened today, even if he didn't want to admit it, Lei quickly realized the whole story.
All of this, obviously, is probably because of Simon Westeros.
And my mother...
Thinking of this made me feel a little distressed.
If, if his mother could find a stepfather like Simon Westeros for their siblings, he would not object, but it could not really be Simon Westeros.
Realizing that her boyfriend was obviously worried and seemed very distressed, Victoria quickly stopped asking any more questions.
The luxury car quickly dropped Victoria off in front of a villa on 83rd Street, and then drove through the streets of Manhattan for less than ten minutes, and soon arrived at a helicopter pad on the East River where the Upper East Side and Midtown meet.
Grace and Rita had arrived early.
After Lei got out of the car, he saw the huge black helicopter on the tarmac and immediately confirmed his suspicion.
This kind of Black Hawk helicopter, which is as customized as the Mercedes-Benz sedan just now, is owned by only Simon Westeros in the entire Manhattan. Lei privately listened to some Dalton classmates talking about this matter. There were also rich people who wanted to customize this helicopter, but when they found out the price of 35 million US dollars, they immediately gave up the idea because the money was enough to buy 10 ordinary similar helicopters. helicopter.
Moreover, even if you can afford it, the annual maintenance cost of millions of dollars is unaffordable. However, someone purchased a similar model of ordinary civilian Black Hawk, painted black to follow the trend. It looks similar on the outside, but is completely different on the inside. The price is only seven to eight million US dollars.
When Grace saw her son's appearance after getting off the car, she knew that he had probably guessed something. She stepped forward and hugged her son, and pulled him onto the helicopter with her daughter, whom she had just chatted with along the way.
When the black custom-made Blackhawk left the ground, Grace, who was still holding her son's big hand beside her, still did not explain her son's doubts, but brought up other topics first: "Rita just told me, that Victoria, her father is Derek ·Wilkinson, hehe, speaking of which, your father and I have met each other on some social occasions. The Wilkinson family is still an old aristocratic family in the UK. I never thought that our family would be able to pick up a rich lady. .”
Although Grace said this, her tone seemed very indifferent.
In the past, Mr. and Mrs. Spurter, both of whom were just professional managers, would only be able to please these old money aristocrats.
But it's different now.
As long as she thinks of a certain little man, any other wealth and power in the world is like a cloud to Grace.
The most important thing is that now, Grace couldn't help but reach out and touch her belly. There is a little Westeros in her belly. The man said from the beginning that this child could be named Westeros. With his personality, the little guy will definitely become one of the heirs of the Westeros system in the future.
In this case, this child will always take care of his brothers and sisters in the future.
In this way, whether it is a son or a daughter, with the backing of the Westeros system, they will have enough confidence to face any so-called old money family.